VOLUME 10 Chapter 10

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"They do and should. Just don't wear them to more professional settings, Bahamut. Keep it around here or when going to the shop."

"I see... and what about a high school uniform?"

General Paul's eyes widens and he turned his face to look at the small Dragon next to him.

"What... what about it?"

"You said I'd look good in one right, Master?"

"What I meant by that is that you can pull off that dark mysterious anime character. You know, the one that is into the occult and is usually broody and scary?"

"What?! I don't look like that at all, Master!"

"Bahamut..."

"Okay, maybe a bit. But I am a very happy Dragon!"

"And those anime girls usually wear like long skirts with pale faces and their hime cut is really thick. Yours, well it's not that thick. I can still see some sections of your thin eyebrows through it."

"Ehhhhh... but aren't high school girl uniforms usually white?"

"There are the black sailor uniforms from the eighties that really would look good on you, I feel."

Bach then comes out of his room. With a sheet of music paper sticking to his wet feet. With a groggy posture and face, he walks to the living room to fetch some water from the pitcher on the table. He then hears the tiny growl of a Dragon and looks over to the General and sees a small blackish lizard-like creature with wings yawning. His face then wakes up and he runs over to take a look at the small Dragon.

"AWWW ITS SO CUTE!"

"Ah, hey Bach."

"I never knew Bahamut could do that! Awwww! Hello!"

"I am still me, Bard. Beware."

"Oh wow, feisty too."

"Can you do me a favor and fetch the sharpener on the cabinet there?"

He points at the cabinet in the living room and Bach opens it and takes a small plastic box full of equipment for dragon care. "Take the file looking thing and hand it to me." Following his instructions and giving him the file, Paul then starts sharpening Bahamut's nails. The Dragon immediately smiles in pure ecstasy as he carefully makes her claws more presentable.

"Wow. Can I try?"

"Take the brush with the metal hair and skim it over her spiky spine. Don't force it, just let it glide."

The two then work in grooming the Dragon as Bahamut is treated like royalty by the two. Even though the General wasn't 100% himself. His years of taking care of the Dragon showed and he was able to do his job with very little effort and is outright ignoring her claws and letting his hands do all the magic. "I should get me a Dragon. Man, this is cool."

"Just know the responsibility. Dragons are a big help but also a big hurdle if you're not prepared."

"Oh! I just remembered! I have Dragon Compilations saved up on my TV!"

Bach then takes the remote and switches it over to saved Movies and there he had a roster of folders ranging from Bard Music Tutorials to random ones and one about Dragons. He plays the first one and it shows a baby Dragon in an Inn. The players try to catch it as they use magic and enchanted weapons to make the small nimble armored lizard land. After ransacking hte place alongside the Inn owner, they were all left in a destroyed establishment and everyone knocked out for overusing their Mana. The Dragon then lands in front of its owner and licks its nose. The General smiles and chuckles. "Yeah, I get that. Bahamut was like that too when she first returned to Tur. Little thing couldn't help but fly around and see the world again."

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